ara no en sé ...

ara que tinc el sarró ple, ara que podria explicar moltes coses, ara no en sé, ara no puc, vull escriure, vull dir, vull explicar, vull buidar el pap, però per més que ho intento no ho aconsegueixo ... potser després d'aquest viatge que començaré d'aquí a unes hores podré fer-ho. Haurem d'esperar a la tornada per comprobar-ho.

propera parada: andalusia

ja fa temps que tenim el viatge al nostre cap, si dic que fa anys no diré pas cap mentida, però fins ara no ha estat possible, hi ha responsabilitats que sempre han passat per davant, però per fi ha arribat el moment. Serà un viatge diferent a tots els que he fet fins ara, he anat a molts llocs i amb companyies ben diferents, però encara no he anat mai de viatge amb la meva iaia, la meva mare i la seva tieta ... però aquest viatge s'ha de fer amb elles, sinó, no tindria cap mena de sentit. A veure com anirà ... jo de ganes en tinc moltissimes i elles també!

yann arthus-bertrand

fa temps que conec aquest fotograf, però la veritat és que el tenia bastant oblidat. Quan vaig estar al Marroc, vaig veure una de les seves exposicions en el Cyber Park Moulay Abdelslam de Marrakech i vaig pensar que mereixia un espai aquí ...

yann arthus-bertrand (13/03/46) conegut fotograf francès. En els seus inicis la seva especialitat era la fotografia d'animals, sobretot després de passar un temps a Kenia, a la reserva Masai Mara (Serengueti). Més tard es va especialitzar en fotografia aeria. Ha publicat més de 60 llibres amb fotografies fetes des d'helicopters, globus aerostàtics, etc. arreu de la geografia del nostre planeta. Una de les seves fotos més famoses és la d'un manglar a Nova Caledonia, que té forma de cor.

suzanne - leonard cohen

suzane takes you down to her place near the river
you can hear the boats go by
you can spend the night beside her
and you know that she's half crazy

but that's why you want to be there
and she feeds you tea and oranges
that come all the way from China

and just when you mean to tell her
that you have no love to give her
then she gets you on her wavelength
and she lets the river answer
that you've always been her lover

and you want to travel with her
and you want to travel blind
and you know that she will trust you
for you've touched her perfect body with your mind

and Jesus was a sailor
when he walked upon the water
and he spent a long time watching
from his lonely wooden tower

and when he knew for certain
only drowing men could see him
he said "all men will be sailors then
until the sea shall free them"

but he himself was broken
long before the sky would open
forsaken, almost human
he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone

and you want to travel with him
and you want to travel blind
and you think maybe you'll trust him
for he's touched your perfect body with his mind

now Suzanne takes your hand
and she leads you to the river
she is wearing rags and feathers
from salvation army counters

and the sun pours down like honey
on our lady of the harbour
and she shows you where to look
among the garbage and the flowers

there are heroes in the seaweed
there are children in the morning
they are learning out for love
and they will lean that way forever
while Suzanne holds the mirror

and you want to travel with her
and you want to travel blind
and you know that you can trust her
for she's touched your perfect body with her mind